Have you ever read Around the World in Eighty Days by Jules Verne? I’ve only ever read the beginning and end (ha!) but know the general idea. In 1872, Phileas Fogg of London bets his fortune on a wager that he can travel around the world in 80 days
Last week was next-level chaotic for me, and when I took inventory of everything that had gone down, I could not believe what had transpired over a mere seven days. I decided to take inventory of the past six months. It’s been…a real six months there.
The term “disenfranchised grief” refers to grief that is not validated by society, whether because the loss, the relationship, or the griever is not acknowledged or approved of.
A few years ago, I took a course on journaling and mindfulness. Each week we were assigned various mindfulness exercises and wrote about our responses to them. I remember one exercise in particular.
Last year I bought myself the Pride and Prejudice parlor game, but never had the right time to break it out. Then a friend and I went to see the Rachel’s Place adaptation of Pride and Prejudice, and I remembered that I had this game sitting around.
In another lesson from The Well-Lived Life, Dr. Gladys McGarey writes that life is constantly moving through us. When we are frozen or immobilized, it’s hard for real healing to happen.
A few weeks ago, between one thing and another, I decided to try and get away for a short trip.
My friend had the wisest observation: why do some people’s brachos feel uncomfortable and cringey, and others’ are warm and appreciated?
A friend was talking to me about feeling pressure to get a relationship to progress after X number of dates (and did Zoom dates count for the tally?). An analogy came to mind: “Counting dates is like counting
Do they give you chizuk?
